My Mate Has Two Wolves のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

　　Catherine's POV　　Blake's eyes flickered as he replied, "Of course. Whether he and Vanessa were conspiring against you or not, I will not hire him ever again, given that he had an affair with Vanessa. Why? Are you eyeing his position?"　　I was stunned. Did Blake think that I wanted to be promoted?　　"No, I'm not. I just want to ask you if you have anyone in mind." I was so nervous my palms were sweating.　　"Yes. I've made my decision. It will be ... you." He smiled. He was calm, and there was a hint of laziness in his eyes. He pointed to me.　　"Me? No way!" I didn't expect Blake to ask me to be the head of the Design Department. I didn't even dare to think about it.　　Blake's eyes darkened slightly. "Why not? You haven't done it before. You don't know."　　"I want to recommend someone to you. You can think about it. She is more suitable than me in every aspect," I said eagerly.　　"Who is it?" Blake's expression had returned to normal. He look

　　Catherine's POV　　I couldn't believe Blake had been watching me in the shadows. In other words, he saw what I just did!　　I felt extremely ashamed and immediately turned to leave.　　"Stop!" I had only taken a few steps when I heard his command from behind me.　　I stopped obediently and turned around. I glared at him with some resentment. "How long have you been standing there? Why didn't you make a sound? Did you deliberately make me a fool? You are so terrible."　　"You're just saying that because you're embarrassed. Right?" There was a smile in Blake's eyes.　　I was stunned. Damn Blake!　　Just as I decided not to talk to him for the rest of my life, Blake quickly walked toward me. Then, with a strong and overbearing grip, he pulled me towards the balcony.　　My eyes were wide open. I looked down at my wrist that was tightly grabbed by Blake, and I had been forcefully led forward by him.　　"Blake, what are you doing? Let go! I'm going to

　　Catherine's POV　　Leo noticed my silence, and he seemed to realize that he had said something inappropriate.　　He quickly rephrased, "Don't get me wrong. I don't mean to belittle you. I just feel that you and Blake are not the same kind of people. You know that Blake is serious and boring. But you strike me as quite interesting."　　"It's fine. I know what you mean," I said, but I still felt a little upset about his comments.　　After I ended the call with Leo, another call came in before I could put my phone down.　　It was from Blake.　　"Yes?" I said lightly.　　"Who were you talking to on the phone? Why were you talking for so long?" Blake asked with a little dissatisfaction.　　I was stunned. I felt a bit guilty and lied, "It was just a client. What's up?"　　"Clear out your afternoon. I have something important to go to you," said Blake.　　"What is it?" I was surprised.　　"Anyway, I'll pick you up at three o'clock in the aftern

　　Catherine's POV　　"I'm not interested in those things. Maybe we should go." I immediately declared that I didn't dig jewelry.　　"That's because you haven't seen anything you like. Trust me, when you wear jewelry that belongs to you, you'll love it," Blake said.　　"Blake, believe it or not, if you keep buying things for me like this, I might not be able to leave you ever again." I was in a mess.　　Blake stopped abruptly. I didn't see it coming at all, and I bumped into him. My head was buzzing.　　I touched my forehead and looked at him with confusion.　　"Are you serious?" His voice was low and charming.　　"What?" I blinked.　　"You can't leave me ever again?" Blake said directly.　　I was just teasing him. I only meant to scare him, yet I winded up being startled.　　"What do you want?" I took a step back.　　Blake took a step forward. His tall and muscular body was very close to me, and his voice was low. He said, "I want to know.

　　Catherine's POV　　I went downstairs with Hedwig, and I saw Howard's car parked outside the parlor. He pushed the door open and got out of the car hastily.　　Then he hurriedly opened the rear seat door and came in holding a baby who was crying her eyes out.　　"Ash, don't be afraid. Daddy's here. It's my fault. You must be terrified!" Howard blamed himself while holding Ash in his arms.　　I hurried over and asked with concern, "Mr. Twitty, did you take Ash out?"　　"Yes. She has been staying at home for two days, so I wanted to take her out to see the outside. But on our way back, she kept crying so hard. It breaks my heart!" His face was full of sorrow.　　I quickly held Ash in my arms and said, "Ash, come here and play with Hedwig. Let Hedwig sing for you, OK?"　　As soon as Hedwig heard that there was a chance to show off, she immediately began to sing a few songs that she had learned in kindergarten.　　Ash dug playing with kids. Seeing Hedwig singing and dancing in front of her, she